Because she can see my nipples

Skeptically, Mia says to me, "I hope you didn't go out the door like that today." Astonished, I ask my daughter, "No, but why what about me?" To which Mia follows up in horror, "Are you serious?! ... Haven't you ever looked at yourself in the mirror? You can totally see your breasts through the thin fabric. Since when do you walk around without a bra?" Immediately I look down at myself and discover that in my hurry I put on my summer dress, which is made of a completely transparent fabric on top. In addition, Mia was right, I usually put on a bra immediately after getting up and take it off again only shortly before going to bed. The situation is suddenly mega embarrassing, which leads to the fact that I answer my daughter a little too harshly: "Today it was so warm for me that I have just once exceptionally without a bra!"

With a slightly offended undertone, Mia responds: "Well, it's none of my business what kind of clothes you wear. But it really wasn't that warm today, we had a maximum of just over 25°C." Now I'm ashamed of the way I snapped at my daughter and apologize: "I'm sorry I spoke out of turn, I must have had a bad day. How was your day, by the way? Did Anna leave you alone today?" Mia fortunately relaxes again and tells me, "My day was okay. Anna wasn't at school at all today, fortunately. I did notice that some of my classmates were giggling near me but I actually imagined it much worse!" "There you see again that nothing is eaten as hot as it is cooked!" I state, to which she agrees and then goes to her room.

The rest of the day goes by normally. After we eat dinner, we watch our favorite shows together. At some point, Mia is so tired that her eyes almost fall shut, whereupon she wishes me a good night and disappears into her room. I wait a good half hour before creeping as quietly as possible to Mia's room door. First, I listen at the door to make sure that my daughter is really asleep already. When I hear nothing, I carefully open the door a crack.

It's pitch black in Mia's room and I can hear the steady sounds of my sleeping daughter's breathing. Now I open the door wider and push my way into the dark room. Only the little light that falls into the room from the hallway ensures that I can see at least a little. As I stand right next to my peacefully sleeping girl, I pick up my cell phone. First I try to take a photo without flash, but I only get a black picture.

I have **** but to take a picture with flash after all. My next attempt therefore brightly illuminates the room for a brief moment and I hope that this will not wake Mia up. A quick glance at the display shows me that it worked. Because my daughter suddenly turns away from me, I leave her room in a hurry but still quietly. Only when I am in my own bedroom and the door is closed behind me, I can finally relax a bit.

I sit down on my bed and take a closer look at the photo. What I see there sends an ice-cold shiver down my spine. Mia lies peacefully there and has her favorite unicorn tightly embraced directly pressed to her pretty face. Exactly the cuddly toy with which Tom has fucked her just a few hours ago with the horn and dried her pussy with the soft fur! But unfortunately that's not all! Mia has covered herself with her bedspread only up to the belly, above it you can see very clearly her Bibi and Tina pajamas. However, because my daughter is lying on her side, her top has slipped a bit, exposing one of her little nipples. I can't possibly send this photo to Anna!

I'm about to delete it when I also receive a message from Anna: If I don't get the picture of Mia in 10 seconds, it will be very unpleasant for your daughter tomorrow! I promise you that! Shit, what am I going to do now! There's no way there's enough time to take a new picture and if I don't send Anna anything, she'll humiliate Mia even more, as she already has! With a heavy heart, I decide to send the photo after all. Only seconds later Anna's answer comes back: That was really in the last second! But I have to admit that it was worth the wait. The picture is just perfect! It just looks like you enjoy putting your daughter in embarrassing situations! That's it for today for now, I'll get back to you tomorrow.

Anna's message is like a stab in the middle of my heart! How could I send such a photo to this bitch! But what would have been the alternative? I ask myself. When I think about it, all this is my fault anyway! If I had not been so stupid and had not tried to bring Anna to reason, it would never have come so far! Consumed by self-reproaches I lay down in my bed crying and fall asleep only after hours.